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I of course chase after Peeta for only a little while, before I realize I had made my choice…and that choice was Gale. Something drops in my stomach over that thought. I don't care for the idea of tying myself down to Gale. Promising something that I feel I can't keep. Something that I don't think is true with anyone…that I am repairable. I take a deep breath in and try to contain the pain spreading from my stomach. I feel something heavy drop onto my shoulder, I instantly jerk and bow out of its grasp. When I glance back up I realize it is only Gale. I had forgotten how quiet a man's footsteps could be after being around Peeta for so long, that it's no wonder that I jumped so, when Gale "snuck up on me".

"Everything okay Catnip?"
"Umm, I-I-I need some time to think about some things."

I stammer over each word and finally stumble out the train door, and into a single bedroom. There's so many things flying around in my mind, it's a wonder I haven't passed out yet. I look down at my knees and they are knocking brutally against each other. I grasp my own wrists and hold them against my leg to try to condense the shaking. I crawl over to a chair and hold my knees up to my chest and bite the inside of my cheek.

What made you agree to run away with Gale? There's still so much unsaid with Peeta. So much you haven't even tried to uncover between you and Peeta. Of course isn't there a part of you that still "knows" that you are both repairable, at least Gale has not been as mentally damaged as Peeta has. But isn't that what makes him need you? Finally it becomes too much for my mind to bear so I have to clear my mind of everything. Any thoughts of Peeta and Gale are immediately thrown to the back bowels of my mind. The dark part that I no longer explore, the part that holds the images of Prim, of Finnick, and of every poor child killed by Snow's clutches. I hear a gentle knock at the door and I remain silent. If it is one of the guys, I know I'll plain out lose it.
"Katniss, its Annie. Can I come in?" I have to weigh the idea, but finally decide it'd be easier to keep away "those thoughts" with the help of Annie. The door slowly creaks open and I allow it open completely. Annie's ginormous belly is the first thing that passes the door way. Annie's face has gotten a little bit pudgier thanks to all the food she's been eating. She waddles from side to side as she closes the door behind her, and sits on the edge of the bed. I humor her and pull myself over to the bed and sit next to her.
"Hi Annie." She gently takes my hand softly strokes it with her thumb.
"Katniss dear. Let's talk about this."
"Talk about what, exactly?"
"Peeta came by my room and woke me up with some rant about…Gale?"
"Annie—I-I-I can't talk about this right now." Annie yanks her swollen ankles up onto the bed and sighs out in relief. "Katniss, I think it'd be better to talk about this now. Dillan is coming in less than a week. When you're "ready" I may not be here." I scowl at her and she remains with her same reassuring green eyes.
"There's really not that much for me to say about it. Because, frankly. I don't even know what's going on in my head. One minute I thought I could run away with Gale without any regrets. Now I'm not so sure." Annie doesn't try to agree or protest she just nods and in her special way lets me know she understands. Annie and I stay in silence through the dinner brought to us by Haymitch. Annie eventually rises to her feet and walks out of the room, with only a few words.
"Don't run from Peeta. Or any thoughts telling you to run before you think it through."
I nod in acceptance, and watch Annie leave the room. The second her footsteps disappear is when I begin to feel the depth of this decision. I set the tray of food remains back onto the floor, and don't stop myself when I fall into a deep sleep. But something in this night's sleep makes me abruptly open my eyes…

"Prim? Answer me, you can't just-just…walk away…"
"Watch me Katniss!"
"Prim…why are you leaving me?" An overwhelming amount of despair and sadness fills my heart. I can't feel the want to go on without Prim by my side, now she's simply walking away from me. My knees are feeling unsteady and I just gasp for air to run after her. Prim's pale small body is walking slowly but surely in the opposite direction. I hold my arm towards her.
"Why are you leaving me?" Her sky blue eyes turn back around to me and I look closely into them. They shine and she finally cracks a small smile, and turns to walk back to me. I crumble to my knees and hold my arms open for me. She runs into them and I run my fingers through her long wavy blonde hair. I can feel her tears dropping onto my shoulder.
"It's okay now Prim. I won't let anything happen to you. You're okay now." Her small body trembles against mine and she won't stop letting out small child like whimpers.
"Prim now…tell me why you were leaving me." She lifts her head and she suddenly looks so black under the eyes you would swear she was on death's bed. I shake her shoulder and she stares blankly at me.
"I didn't Katniss. He made me. He killed me…" Her weak finger points behind me and I turn around to find Gale standing there. I stroke Prim's cheek and jump to my feet. I run towards Gale and pull out the bow that has suddenly appeared. I aim it right in between his eyes and feel the tears roll down my cheeks.
"Do you have any last words, you son of a bit-" I stare intensely into his unfeeling and cold grey eyes.
"Watch the bow Catnip. You may want to save your energy for what's behind you." I snap my head around towards Prim and I see her bent over opening the case of medical supplies.
"Prim! Don't touch that! It's a bo-" She looks up a second later and takes a couple steps towards me, and the package explodes. I turn to Gale to shoot him. But he's gone. I then see my little sister, lying on the ground, legs blown off, and head with a cut. I run as fast as I can, but I know deep down that she's far from fixable. I prop her head up and sit beside her, stroking her small clammy hands.
"Primrose…I'm so sorry. I-I-I…"
"It's not your fault." The tears are welling up in her eyes and it only pains me more.
I stroke the side of her face, and hum her favorite song. By half way through most of the blood is drained from her body and her porcelain like skin is stained, and almost translucent. Her eyes become weak and she somehow manages to raise her arms up. She cups my face, and pushes the hair out of my eyes and mouth.
"Katniss, I need you to stop crying. I need to tell you something serious." I sniffle and wipe my eyes.
I nod quickly, knowing my time with Prim is fading away.

"My death isn't your fault. Don't carry that guilt. But Katniss—you-you-you can't love Gale. He's no good for you."
I find myself cracking a quarter of a smile, at my little sister still looking out for me.
"And why's that?" She gives me one last smile and closes her eyes, her pulse slows and she barely lets out a couple more words.
"You'll know." Her heartbeat stop, and she's so sunken in from the blood loss I can't bear to look at her. The pain is daggers through my heart, and I feel as if my throat is caving in. I stammer backwards and sit with my knees up to my chest.

I wake up in my bed in cold, wet shakes. I yell out Prim's name and feel the tear well up in my eyes. I suddenly stop wallowing my tears and self-pity. The fury continues building up in me; I no longer care for Gale. I don't have any resemblances of loving him. The only way I want to see Gale again is cold, bloodless, and dead. I stumble to my feet and slowly crack my door open. I slide through the opening and look around for some sort of bow. I'm sure there has to be one if they had the Mockingjay on this train. I open several closets and find nothing but more clothes in me and Peeta's sizes. I begin feeling mad at myself for not killing Gale before now. When I find a simple wooden bow in the last of the closets, my chest begins feeling tight. I pull it out with one single arrow, and stare at the point of it. One shot to the head or heart, and it ends everything with Gale. It gives revenge to him, after killing my little sister. I look up and shake the tears of Prim away.

"What do you think you're doing?"

I turn around quickly with my bow loaded and ready to shoot. I almost release the arrow straight onto target. But it's not until I'm about to let it fly, that I realize it's not the victim I had intended on.
"Peeta? Wh-Wha-what are you doing up?"
"I heard somebody screaming…I wanted to make sure you were okay. Or that Annie wasn't having the baby or something like that." He seems a bit taken back, by the bow aimed at his face. I lower it easily and look down in embarrassment. He rests his hand on the shaft and waits patiently for me to look up. I finally look up and I can't seem to tear my eyes away from his.
"Katniss, I really want to talk to you. It's important."
"What is it Peeta?" I try my best to be my usual annoyed self. But it's hard when I'm looking into his beautiful blue eyes. What scares me most, is that the longer that I'm looking into them, the more I feel protected, and at peace. My hands are shaking and when I finally release the bow, Peeta throws it over his shoulder.

"First tell me…are you mad at me?"
"A little bit."
"Do you hate me?"
"No." His signature Peeta grin smothers his face.
"The real reason I was awake is that I have been thinking…"
"About what?" He wraps his arm around my shoulder and the unexpected warmth that runs through me tells me I made the right decision in not shooting him. I allow him to keep his arm around me and lead me to one of the sitting rooms. I feel guarded but I remind myself that Prim told me not to peruse Gale. She always liked Peeta...These thoughts only make me miss having my little sister around even more.
Peeta takes a seat across from me at a small table. His blonde hair bounces as he looks around the room.
"Peeta, do you want to explain why you want to talk to me, after earlier?..."

"I heard you yelling about Gale in your sleep. But what I'm about to tell you I just want you to know... I don't expect you to say it back or to even consider it. But Katniss Everdeen I love you. Ever since I was five and heard you sing the valley song, I have been a goner. I wanted you to know that before you make your decision to run away from the interview with...Gale. Katniss…I have a plan too. But I want you to be happy. So if that means running away with Gale or hearing my plan…I don't know…"

My mouth is gaping open and I can't believe all that Peeta just spewed out at four in the morning. I thought I was going mentally insane. In fact I was just waiting for the capital to collect me and throw me into some crazy house. So the fact that Peeta still would…"want me" is a bit alarming, yet it sends a bit of warmth through me…

Peeta's forehead has a thin layer of sweat covering it and he looks like he might throw up at any moment…

"Please say something, because I'm starting to think I'm going to puke." He cracks a small smile and fidgets with his hands.

"Peeta I-"

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